A very striking and commanding figure-even as a youth, he possessed a strong, determined face-and as we will later find out, an equally determined pego! But while he had a fierce exterior, there lay behind it a warm and kindly heart, and I never knew a better friend, so I had no desire to upset his injured sensibilities any further as he furrowed his brow in anger.

'I do think it is time for my turn now!' he said crossly.

I urged him to speak to Doctor White whose administration, it must be admitted, could be a little slipshod if truth be told, as his memory was cluttered with so many matters to which he had to give his fullest attention. Thankfully, he accepted my advice and marched off directly to tackle the headmaster directly as to why he was still waiting for his first encounter in Part defaire Vamour.

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Later that evening, only half an hour or so before lights-out, one of the doctor's house-servants knocked upon the door of my study and announced that the headmaster wished to see me immediately. It was a warm July night and I was dressed only in a shirt and trousers and, as the matter seemed of such prime urgency, I slipped on a jacket and followed the man to the door of Dr White's private domain. I knew he would forgive my omission of a waistcoat and tie, as punctuality was a virtue he prized highly.

It occurred to me that in all probability my call was in connection with the truly heartfelt plea Pelham had made to Doctor White to be allowed to cross the Rubicon-and indeed, my premonition was soon to be proved absolutely correct. For when I knocked smartly on the door of the headmaster's private chambers, instead of a deep, somewhat gruff voice commanding me to enter, there was a soft sound of a muffled little giggle. Instantly I knew that the little minx Lucy was behind the door waiting for me-possibly alone, but more probably with Pelham, as she had used my services before to demonstrate the art of fucking to newcomers to the sport.